Disclaimer: I own nothing. All original storyline, and characters are property of E.L. James.
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"Phoebe we have to go now if you want to make it to the school on time!" My father yells up the stairs to me.
"I'm coming!" I yell back, and check myself in the mirror once more.
My hair and make-up are done perfectly, and I'm wearing a soft pink dress, that will, of course be hidden by my ugly blue graduation gown, but my killer silver heels that Aunt Mia bought for me would be very much visible.
"Oh honey you look beautiful!" My mom exclaims as I come down the stairs, and she's already crying.
"Mom come on! I haven't even got my diploma yet why are you crying?" I ask laughing.
"Because I'm just so proud of you!" She says, and then begins sobbing so much she can no longer speak.
"You look very beautiful honey." My dad says pulling me into a hug, and I can hear that he too is on the verge of tears.
"Thanks daddy." I say hugging him back tightly.
"We should probably get going." He says, and we all follow him out to the car where Taylor is behind the wheel.
"Congratulations Miss Grey." He says with a warm smile thrown my way.
"Thank you Taylor."
I sit quietly on the way to the school, but on the inside I'm a bundle of nerves.
I know that Cavin will be the one handing out our diplomas, so he will literally be giving me the one piece of paper that will allow us to be together with absolutely no legal repercussions. I'm excited, but nervous at the same time because I know that this means I will have to tell my parents sometime in the near future.
The process before graduation seems to take longer than the actual ceremony itself, but before I know it they are calling my name, and I'm face to face with Cavin.
He hands me my diploma with one hand and shakes my hand with the other.
"Congratulations Miss Grey." He says warmly, giving my hand a soft squeeze before he lets go.
"Thank you." I say, and continue on down the aisle. And that's it, there is no longer anything that can keep Cavin and I apart.
I smile widely for the professional photographer they have hired to take our pictures, and wave at my parents, who both have tears streaming down their face.
Patiently I wait for the rest of the names to be called, and then they are announcing the graduating class of 2014. I throw my cap in the air like the rest of my classmates, but I don't even bother to find it as it's falling, because my eyes have landed on Cavin.
A smile spreads slowly across his face. He's standing next to the rear exit of the gym where the ceremony was held, and he beckons me forward with one finger, and then he walks out the door.
I duck down so that my parents can't see me leaving and I quickly follow him out. Glancing up and down the hallway I see him about halfway down, duck into an empty classroom.
"What are we doing?" I ask as I follow him inside.
His only response is to push me up against the wall, and begin kissing me passionately.
"I'm just beyond excited that you and I are now able to have a somewhat normal relationship." He says when he finally pulls his lips from mine.
"And you couldn't wait a few hours for us to be out of the school?" I ask with a laugh, but caress his face.
"I couldn't wait a minute longer. All I wanted to do when I handed you your diploma was pull you into me and kiss you."
"Well that might have been a little awkward." I say, but lean in and kiss him once more.
"You're now officially mine." He declares, and we both laugh with glee. His lips land on mine again, but they don't stay there long.
"You might want to rethink that last statement." A voice that fills me with dread says.
I look up into the face of my furious father, who looks like he has murder on his mind.
Quickly I step in front of Cavin, because I know my dad would never do anything that could potentially harm me. It was my plan to stay there as long as he continued looking like he was going to kill Cavin.
"What the fuck is this?" My dad spits out between his teeth. "What the fuck do you think you are doing with my teenaged daughter? Your former student? Who the hell do you think you are to seduce a child like this?"
"Dad-" I say, but I'm cut off.
"I don't want to hear a word out of you!" He yells, and I know that anyone outside of the room can hear him.
"Mr. Grey, it's probably not wise to draw attention to the situation." Taylor says, and even he seems fearful of my father at the moment.
"Phoebe, what is this?" My mother asks, and her anger is barely contained.
"I…" Again I am cut off by my father.
"I'll tell you exactly what this is. Mr. Blumm here thought he would take advantage of one of his students now that he can no longer get in any sort of legal trouble for it. Well let me make this very clear Mr. Blumm, the law may not be able to do anything about you sleeping with a former student, but I sure as hell can. Phoebe, get out of the way now."
"No." I say, my voice taking on the same angry tone as my fathers. "I will not allow you to hurt him dad. You don't know what you're talking about, and until you listen to what we have to say I won't move from the spot that I'm standing."
"Phoebe its fine." Cavin says, as he steps out from behind me, and surprisingly enough his voice sounds calm and sure of himself. "If you wish to hit me Mr. Grey I can't say that I would blame you. I can only imagine what it looked like to you, but I assure you it's not what you think it is."
"Honey, you need to take a step back. Going to jail is not going to do anything to solve this situation. Mr. Blumm I think its best that you leave." My mom says finally stepping in.
"Ma'am with all due respect I would like to stay."
"Well Mr. Blumm with all due respect, we would like a private word with our daughter, and to be perfectly honest you being here is only making things worse. And I know I speak for my husband and myself when I say we don't want you anywhere near our daughter anymore. Please leave."
"Mom…" I begin, but am cut off again.
"Phoebe maybe your mother is right. I will go, and give you and your parents some privacy."
"Cavin please that's not necessary." I say.
"I think it is. Goodbye Phoebe." He says, and walks out of the room.
"What is your problem?" I shout, no longer caring if anyone can hear me. "How dare you walk in here and begin to make assumptions like that! You don't know anything about anything you just saw! Now if you'll excuse me I'm going after Cavin, in the hopes that you haven't ruined everything."
"Oh no you aren't young lady. You're coming home with us right now. You are not to have any more contact with that man!" My mother says, raising her voice.
"Try to stop me. I'm eighteen, I'm no longer in high school, and I'm going to be leaving for college soon."
"You are living in our house Phoebe Grey, and we will not allow you to see him."
"Well then I'll just move out. Then you won't have any say about the choices I make." I yell back.
"Phoebe, how can you say that? We're just trying to protect you." My dad says, and I can tell that he doesn't like the idea of me moving out just yet.
"Protect me from what dad? You think you know what is going on here, but you don't! You have no clue, and you refuse to listen to anything I have to say because you think that I'm not mature enough to realize what I'm doing! Well news flash dad! Growing up in a house where Christian Grey is your father, and Anastasia Grey is your mother kinda forces you to grow up quickly.
"I had to learn how to be mature real quick because both of your careers catapulted me into the spotlight, and any little mistake I made was documented! I had to grow up real quick with that as my childhood.
"I never got the chance to be a regular kid, because I was taught at a young age how to be responsible.
"And yes, maybe starting a relationship with Cavin is a bad idea, and maybe it's wrong, and dubbed as Taboo, but you know what I'm sick and tired of being told what I can and cannot do. I'm an adult, and I can make my own choices. If they turn out to be mistakes then that's fine too. They're my mistakes to make and learn from.
"As for never seeing Cavin again, you can bet that if you try to enforce that I will leave, and I will never come back. And you won't ever get the chance to see me make something of myself. So you can take your pick because either way I will be with Cavin if that's what I want to do, and nothing you say will stop me from that." By the end of my tirade there are angry tears streaming down my face, and I'm breathing hard.
Both my parents are looking at me in shock, and I know this was something they never expected to hear.
"Obviously there are a few things that need to be discussed here, and in a classroom at the school is no place to have that discussion. Phoebe, please come home with your father, and I, and we will sit down, and we will talk to you about this calmly and rationally."
"The only way I am leaving this building with you is if you, the both of you, promise to keep an open mind." I tell them.
"I promise I will keep an open mind." My mom says.
"Dad?" I ask. Glaring at him.
"I will listen to what you have to say." He says, and I know that's the best I will get from him.
"Fine, let's go." I say, and head out the door with my parents following behind me.
The car ride back to our home is quite and tense. I can tell that my parents are still incredibly angry about what they just witnessed and heard, but I too am angry, and I refuse to allow them to break me.
I will no longer bend to their will, just because they tell me that I should. It's time for me to start making my own choices, and living my own life. Starting with my choice to date Cavin.
We shuffle into the living room where there's a big CONGRATULATIONS banner hanging, but there is no one in sight. Taylor or my parents must have let them all know that the celebration would no longer be happening. I realize what should have been one of the happiest days of my life, quickly turned into something awful.
"Taylor if you will please excuse us. Anastasia and I would like to speak with our daughter alone." My father said, and Taylor quickly made his way out of the room.
"Now let me tell you this Phoebe, you can tell us everything there is to know, but never will I be accepting of your so called relationship with Cavin Blumm. It does not matter to me that you are no longer his student. What I have seen today was wrong. I will not ask how long it has been going on, nor do I care at this point. I will say that as long as you pursue a relationship with Mr. Blumm it will be without my blessing."
I stare at him deadpanned, clearly showing that his words did not affect me.
"Christian, we told Phoebe that we would listen to what she had to say, and that's what we will do." My mom said in a calm voice, and then looked at me. I'm sure she didn't expect to see me staring at my phone, shocked into silence, to hurt to even cry.
Phoebe, my love, I wish there was a better way to do this, but unfortunately I know this is the only way that I will be able to follow through with what I'm about to do. Never in my life have I met a woman as intelligent and as beautiful as you, and that is the reason that I so adamantly pursued you, but I realize now that was wrong of me. I should have never gotten so involved with a student. I love you Phoebe, and nothing will change that, but I don't want to be the cause of any family dissention. Please accept my apologies, but I cannot continue to see you when I know I will be hated so openly by your parents. You deserve better than having to choose between family, and your boyfriend. You will forever be in my heart, and you have inspired me in ways I can't even begin to describe. I know in my heart that you will go on to do great things in this world, and I will watch happily as you do it all, because my love for you isn't one that will go away with time. But you will be better off without me in your life. I love you forever, and I will always remember our time together as the happiest months of my life. Forever and always yours, Cavin.
"Phoebe, what's wrong?" My mom asked me clearly worried by the pained expression on my face.
"Looks like you both got your wish. I will no longer be seeing Cavin. You both have broken my heart, and I will never forgive you for what you've done today." I say, throwing my phone at my mother, and running upstairs to my room locking the door, with no plan on ever coming out.
And I come undone. Sobbing into my pillow, wishing it were enough to heal all the pain I was feeling at the moment, but knowing it would do nothing to stop my heart from breaking.